I decided to post this chapter tonight also that way you can see what all is happening with the story.

Be paitent for the lemons, we need to have a story behind it, they can't just be shagging all day and night and not have a reason.

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When Draco woke he was confused at where he was. It was dark and he had to look to find his wand. He was in pajamas that he didn't remember putting on. He got up and grabbed his wand, whispering "Lumos" as he looked around. He saw a tray with soup and some bread on it, still warm, most likely a spell was placed on it to keep it that way. He looked around some more as a few lamps turned on. Draco had a confused look on his face as he heard a *crack* near his door.

"Master," the house elf said to him, "Lilith, brought up some food for you, if you wish for something else," the house elf started.

"No, no, its fine." Draco said as he went to eat the food. "How long have you been at service here?" Draco asked as he greedily ate the soup.

"About three years now, sir." Lilith said before she took a few steps forward. "Is there anything else I can get you, master?"

"No, I'll eat this then go take a bath." Draco said dismissively. Within a few seconds he heard another *crack* as the house elf left his room. Although Draco was still very tired he decided that he would clean up a bit before he went back to bed. It gave him time to think about why the name of the town he was in sounded familiar. He'd heard it before, he knew it wasn't from either of his parents. Made him think that it could have been some friends from school. It would be great if kids he knew lived around here. He decided quickly that tomorrow he would go and explore the town, see what all was there for him. As he got out of his bath he got dressed again and quietly got into bed and let his dreams take over his thoughts.

When Draco woke a few hours later the room looked different, once again. It was brighter, so he was able to see the paintings on the wall, and small little frames on the dresser across from his bed. He got up to look at the photos. He found that two of them weren't moving, he found this odd. When he looked closer to one of the pictures he saw his mother and father, holding him as a baby. Both of them with smiles on their faces. Draco couldn't remember the last time he'd ever seen his father smile. He looked at the other picture, this one was of Draco alone, when he was about three he was sitting in their sitting room, looking at a picture book. It looked like something his mother would take of him. He looked at other pictures in the room, some where of him and some of one or both of his parents. There weren't any more of the three of them together.

Draco felt as if he needed to get out so he put on some nice clothes, much like he wore yesterday. He looked at himself in the mirror and smoothed back his hair, placing a spell on it to stay in place. Before he knew it he was down stairs and out the door, looking at the front of the lawn. There were flowers everywhere, of every color. It was quiet a beautiful sight. Draco suddenly wished that he could take a picture of it, until he remembered why he was here. He walked down the stone foot path out to a dirt road. He turned left hoping that the town was down this way. He'd walked about a mile when he heard laughter from a short distance away. He sped up, hoping that any moment he would see the town. He walked about half a mile when he heard someone talking, and laughing. He looked around, there was nobody in sight. He walked towards the laughing people and said a strong, "Hello?" Someone shushed the other person immediately. "Is their someone there?" He asked, slightly louder than last time. He heard a muffled, "Ouch, Mione." Mione? Draco asked himself. He heard another shush, the same as before, a woman. "Can you help me find the town?" Draco asked hoping that he would get an answer.

A few seconds later he heard, "You're going the wrong way, you prat." Then he heard some more shuffling and then, "Damn it Hermione will you stop elbowing me in my ribs! He can't bloody see us." Ronald Weasley was somewhere he couldn't see. This made Draco mad. How dare him and the mud-blood hide from him.

"Weasel eh?" Draco said as he took a few steps closer, he could feel the protective charm as he walked closer. "This is why I recognized the town name isn't it. Can't believe my father bought a house so close to filth," Draco said, trying to touch the red heads temper. "I mean really. I am surprised. Father must not have known that dirt lived, what, a mile down the road?" Draco said making sure that the red head could hear him.

"Ron! No." He heard as he felt someone jump on him.

"None of your dead brain friends here to save you today Malfoy," the red head said as he pinned Draco down on the ground.

"No I suppose not, Weasel. What? Wouldn't do this if they were?" Draco whispered into his ear.

"What the hell do you want?" Weasley said, pushing Draco back down.

"Now, now, don't think that I've come here for you, I wanted to go to town. Not that I really should have to tell you this. Wheres Potty? I don't seem to see him," Draco said waiting for a reaction from the red head. "Could you also get off of me, NOW?!"

Weasley got off and brushed some dirt off his robes, Draco did the same. "Well like I said you're going the wrong way."

"Yeah I recall you saying that before you were on top of me." Draco said with a laugh, the red head just looked at him in a disgusted way.

"Um, yeah. Bye." Ron said as he went to turn away.

"Wait," Draco said and Ron turned around to look at him, with confusion on his face. "Can you, uh, show me how to get there." Draco asked as he rubbed the back of his neck, not looking at his face. "I just don't know whats fun or anything." Draco murmured.

"Uh, I don't think so. I have to go anyway." Ron said as he headed back to where Hermione was.

"Yeah, whatever," Draco said as he turned away and started walking the other way.

"Ron, you should go with him." He heard a girl say from a few feet away.

"Why Mione? So I can have him insult me the whole time?" Ron said, Draco looked back at them seeing Ron looking at him. Draco rolled his eyes as he walked on.

"I doubt he will. Besides, you live here, its not like it will hurt any." She huffed at him as she pushed Ron toward Draco.

"Mionnneee!" Ron cried as he went to Draco. "Fine, I'll go with you." Ron said as he stood next to Draco.

"Weasel you don't need to. I'll deal with it on my own." Ron looked back at where Hermione was, and she gave him a stern look before walking back to the Burrow.

"No, I'll go, I won't hear the end of it if I don't" Ron said as he kicked a rock as they walked in silence.

Twenty minutes later when they got to the small town Draco looked around. Most of the shops were small, but sure that they help more than they showed. Ron started walking to a candy shop.

"I don't want candy." Draco said as he started to follow him.

"Then go where you want to go. I don't care." Ron said as he went in, Draco following.

"I don't know anyone here!" Draco whispered shouted into Ron's ear.

"You'll live." Ron said as he walked to look at some candy.

"Can you even pay for that?" Draco asked and Ron just glared at him. "Okay, I don't know if I should take that as a yes or no. Didn't your brothers start some sort of shop recently?" Draco asked while looking at different candies.

"Yeah, its a Joke Shop, I haven't gone to see it yet, but I know most of the things they have." Ron said as he got a bag to scoop out some candy.

"Ah, I see." Draco said as he got a few pieces of candy as well.

"Why are you even here? Don't you live like hell I don't even know, or care." Ron said as he went on looking at the different candy.

"That, is none of your business Weasel." Draco said while going to pay for his things. "If I wanted you to know I would have told you by now, trust me." Draco then went and waited by the door, tapping his foot, with a hand on his hip, while Ron finished up his shopping. "About time," Draco said fifteen minutes later as they walked out of the shop. "I'm hungry." Draco said to Ron.

Ron looked at him with a piece of candy in his mouth, "why would I care?" Ron said as he continued chewing.

"I'm going to that diner I'll buy if your eating." Draco said as he walked over to the small restaurant. With Ron at his feet. "How is it you eat more than Crabbe and yet your so fit?" Draco asked more himself than Ron.

"I dunno, mum says I'm an endless pit. Hermione makes fun a lot about it." Ron said shrugging it off as they waited to be seated.

"Isn't she your girlfriend or something?" Draco asked as they were being shown to their seats.

"No, I don't like her." Ron said as he sat down across from Draco. "She's not really my type?"

"What? You don't like the bossy, know it all girl?" Draco said as he looked over his menu.

"No I guess I do." Ron said as he avoided Draco's eyes.

"Then why don't you hook up with her, maybe it will loosen her up a bit, yeah?" Draco said as he made they made their drink order.

"I wouldn't expect you to understand it," Ron said as he put down his menu.

"Oh why not? You came with me because she said for you to. You can't tell me that you listen to her, even though you don't want to get in her pants."

"She's my friend. It would be to odd for me to date her, just drop it okay?" Ron asked Draco with a pleading look, Draco nodded.

"I myself find it hard to keep the ladies off me." Draco said after a few minutes, and an order taken later. "Its hard to explain to them why I don't want to shack up with them." He said as he looked down at the table.

"What do you mean?" Ron asked him, leaning in a bit, more interested in what he was saying.

"Well lets say that your this hot guy, hypothetical of course, because look at you. All the girls are wanting you, but your not interested in them, what would you think?" Draco asked him, just peaking at his face.

"I would think I were gay." Ron said out flatly.

"Ah," was all Draco said to that, not wanting to spill his secret to someone like Ron.

"I understand that I guess. Not that I have girls chasing after me or anything." Ron said shyly as he messed with his glass. Draco looked up at him.

"Wait Weasley, are you gay?" Draco asks the red head.

"What? No." Ron said adding in a "Psh" and waving his hand around, "could you imagine?" He said as he laughed nervously.

"I'll tell you mine, if you tell me yours," Draco offered, even with a slight smile.

"Oh get off it Malfoy. Why on earth would I want to share something like that with you?" Ron said as he took a drink.

"Come on, its killing me to have to be quiet about things, it must be for you, since you know you have the supposed girlfriend and then Potty, boy wonder." Draco said sarcastically, "no way in hell would the actually understand this like I would."

"How would you understand anything I'm going through?" Ron asked, raising his voice a bit.

"Maybe we're not so different?" Draco offered.

Ron laughed, "Oh yeah, you're like me, the supposed blood-trader. Or am I like you? Son of a Death-Eater," Ron said the last bit through clenched teeth.

"What my father choose to be isn't who I am," Draco said while wondering why he was trying to defend himself, less than 24 hours ago he planned on being a Death Eater himself.

"Whatever," Ron said as their food got there, "lets just eat so I can go home, and be with my 'girlfriend'" Ron said mockingly.

"So soon?" Draco said, surprising himself. He was actually enjoying the red heads company. He also wanted to know if, in fact, they were more like each other than they thought.

"Yes, I think I've had enough of this." Ron said while shoveling food into his mouth.

"Slow down won't ya? I would like this to last more than five minutes." Draco said while cutting his meat.

"I last more than five minutes believe me on that," Ron blurted out, without thinking. His eyes went open and he was looking at the blond headed boy, whose mouth was twisted into a smirk.

"I knew it," was all Draco said as he continued eating his food.

"Draco, I didn't mean it like that," Ron said rushed, trying to cover his mistake.

"Draco, eh?" He said as he smirked again, "well Ron, I will say that you didn't seem to want to get off me earlier, now did you?" He didn't wait for an answer so he continued, "and only someone in my...situation would understand what I'm going though. Besides I've notice you try and avoid the question anyways." Draco said and started eating again.

"Excuse me, Malfoy, you were the one who avoided the question, you never asked me." Ron said as he started to get up, "I think you can find your way back to your house, wherever that is." He said as he started to turn.

"Now come on Ron, stay and eat, I promise I won't bother you about it. It might actually be nice to talk to someone who knows what your going though, please sit." Draco said, Ron looked at him with wide eyes.

"Please?" Ron said as he turned back to the table.

"Yes, please, believe it or not I know how to use the words; please, thank you, your welcome, and also sit the fuck down." Draco said with anger.

"What if I don't want to?" Ron tested.

"Then I'll follow you." Draco said casually.

"Fine," Ron huffed and sat back down and started eating again.

"We should do this again," Draco said at the end of dinner.

"What you mean me being totally uncomfortable as you insult me?" Ron retorted.

"No dinner. It'd be nice to know someone who lives around here. I'll owl you," Draco said as he started back to his house.

"I'll owl you? You think that I want your bloody owl coming into my house?" Ron asked as he ran to catch up.

"Well in all honesty its not an owl really, its an eagle, that is, of course, if my parents sent him to me, if not then we can use your 'bloody owl'" Draco said as he mocked Ron.

"I'm not sending you an owl, that will make me look stupid. Everyone would know."

"About what? Its not like were getting into bed with each other or something." Draco said as he turned to a different street.

"Or something, Harry would kill me if he found out." Ron said as he followed the blond haired boy.

"Okay, I'll say my name is...hell I don't know, I'll use the letter D to sign my name."

"Well D, I don't think its a good idea, why would you want to send owls to me anyway, why not send it to one of your goons?"

"Because, after this summer they won't be my 'goons'. The Dark Lord will take care of that I'm sure." Draco said the last part more to him self.

"What the hell does that mean?" Ron said while pulling on Draco's shoulder to stop him, "'The Dark Lord will take care of that?"

"Nothing," Draco said as he pulled out of Ron's grip. "Never mind, I won't owl you, see ya." Draco said as he walked up to his house.

"No come back here," Ron yelled after him, following him up to his house.

"What? You get off it. Leave me alone." Draco said as he started to open the door.

"Draco!" Ron said as he followed him inside.

Draco stopped suddenly. "Ron, I said it was fine, go back to your loving family and friends and leave me be." Draco said as they heard a loud *crack*

"Master. Can I draw you a bath?" The house elf asked.

"Yes, Lilith, that would be great," Draco said as he started to walk upstairs, still with a red head trailing behind him.

"Draco, just talk to me."

"No, get out of my house," Draco said, with less strength than he planned. "Just leave." He said as he walked into his room, locking it with magic. About five minutes of waiting the red head decided to go back to his house, worried about Draco. Wondering what he meant, and why he wouldn't have friends once the summer was over. Draco on the other hand, just got in his bath and relaxed, trying to let all of the pain that he felt inside him go out of his body, hoping that things would get better, get easier for him.


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